The end is the meaning of the number of lifespan, and the imminent end means that the time of death has come. Besides, the paper money was originally used by the souls of the dead, and the paper money hanging on the ear belonged to the omen of death. Huang Jinyang's left eye was hidden, so he looked straight at him.
Although Huang Jinyang didn't understand metaphysics and couldn't hear the voice of the ear reporting the god's words, he guessed that it might not be a good sign.
In the past 20 years, Huang Jinyang has seen many strange things in his left eye, and he is well aware of such things. Sometimes telling others is not necessarily a good thing. But now he has two knowledgeable people around him, so he has this question.
"Omen of death." Shi Changxuan said in a low voice.
Xie Lingya observed it from a distance, and said, "I haven't studied physiognomy carefully, but this man's face is rich and blessed. It doesn't look like he died young. Could it be a disaster?" He had too many things to look at, physiognomy Previously, I had only glanced at it roughly, mainly looking at people's aptitude for cultivating Taoism.
They were also unable to answer Huang Jinyang's question. Modern people see people who take the initiative to come forward and say that they are in trouble as liars. If they have different ideas, it will be difficult to convince people. In addition to the concept, one of the reasons is that deception has developed these years. There are no mosquitoes in Baoyangguan, and there are still so many people who firmly believe that there is some kind of trick in the world.
Saving people is merit, but saving people is not easy these days.
They were pondering on the spot, but the principal's group actually went this way. After the big earlobe said a few words to Principal Mi, Principal Mi waved at them, "How many students?"
The three of them hardly hesitated, they all walked over there and said hello to Principal Mi.
Principal Mi asked, "Hehe, which department are you from?"
Shi Changxuan and Huang Jinyang answered that they were from the Department of Religion in the Philosophy Department. After Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan looked at each other, they reached a certain tacit understanding. They didn't say that they graduated from school, but said they came to find friends.
Shi Changxuan and Huang Jinyang are studying at Quedong College. At least they are now talking to Big Earlobe about something mysterious, which is inappropriate in many ways, so Xie Lingya left room when he opened his mouth.
At this time, Big Earlobe asked a few questions gently, claiming to be their senior brother and a graduate of Quedong College. The questions he asked were also about school life, and there were accompanying people taking pictures with cameras.
Xie Lingya heard that Principal Mi called that person "General Manager Gao". He had guessed that this person was either a leader or a boss, and now he heard it. The message between the words seems to be that President Gao wants to donate money to his alma mater.
After the question was over, the principal said, "Mr. Gao, the students still have classes. Let's go to the conference room and implement the contract?"
Mr. Gao responded and was about to leave when Xie Lingya stopped him: "Mr. Gao."
Xie Lingya deliberately didn't say that he was a graduate of Quedong College before. Seeing that Principal Mi attached great importance to Mr. Gao, he was fortunate at this time that he would say something later, and he would distance himself from the school.
"Huh?" Mr. Gao turned back and looked at him suspiciously.
Principal Mi also took a look and looked at Shi Changxuan and the two of them by the way, wondering what the friends of these two students meant.
Xie Lingya held it back for a while, and then came out a sentence: "Do you want to know about investing in Taoism..."
Shi Changxuan & Huang Jinyang: "… "
Mr. Gao also seemed to have not heard clearly: "What to invest in?"
Xie Lingya: "Taoist temple, in fact, I am a Taoist temple in the urban area. We are a Taoist temple in the city. We are an old Taoist temple built in the Ming Dynasty. The building has a history of a hundred years and is very suitable for development..."
These days, many Taoist temples and temples in tourist attractions are businessmen who are behind the scenes. Everyone understands in their hearts that it is not surprising that they are looking for investment.
Mr. Gao seemed to be used to it, and smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I have no religious beliefs, and I'm not interested in tourism development for the time being."
In fact, Xie Lingya didn't know what business Mr. Gao did, so he just asked.
Xie Lingya heard him say that he had no religious belief, so he knew what he had in mind, so he probably couldn't say it directly, but he was ready to go downhill and took out a piece of spiritual ancestor amulet wrapped in a plastic sleeve from his arms. The plastic sleeve was customized. , there is also the address of a small line of Baoyangguan above.
Xie Lingya handed the Lingzu amulet to Mr. Gao and said, "Thank you, Mr. Gao, I was in a hurry, I didn't expect to meet Mr. Gao, and I didn't bring a business card. I hope you can accept this. In the future, when Mr. Gao is interested, come to us. Come and take a seat at the Taoist temple, recently our Taoist temple is quite popular in Tuyang.”
Xie Lingya didn't have a business card at all. If there was no address on the amulet, he would give it to Mr. Gao as a souvenir. This was because Mr. Gao was a gentleman. If it were changed to Chen Mo's kind of lever, I'm afraid this method would not be used.
The amulet of the ancestors can exorcise evil spirits, control the house, protect the body, etc. If Mr. Gao is in danger of dying, maybe this amulet can help him. But it's not absolute. After all, the number of lives is changeable, and there are many influencing factors. Xie Lingya and him just met by chance, and they can only do their best to obey the destiny.
"It's quite red?" Mr. Gao took the amulet with a good temper, and turned to look at the others.
A person behind him thought for a while, "Hey, I seem to have heard that my girlfriend went to drink tea."
Originally, everyone thought that Xie Lingya was here to pull investment, but now they think they have some commercial value, and no one doubts the others. And I feel interesting in my heart, go to Taoist temple to drink tea? It seems that this Taoist temple is really interesting.
General Manager Gao laughed and put the amulet into his wallet in front of Xie Lingya, and said, "Although I'm not interested for the time being, I'll take a look when I get a chance. I hope your Taoism will become more and more popular."
"Thank you, Mr. Gao." Xie Lingya smiled shyly.
Principal Mi was raking his hair beside him. Just now, he felt that this young man seemed to have met. If Xie Lingya said that he was not a student of Quedong, he would have thought that he was a student of his own college. Xie Lingya laughed at this moment, and Principal Mi felt even more familiar, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.
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After Principal Mi and his party left, Huang Jinyang said with admiration, "Mr. Xie, you can think of this method."
"I originally wanted to rush up to give him a pulse and fortune-telling. Thinking about it, people might think that I have done my homework a long time ago, and I have a plan." Xie Lingya said helplessly, "Especially he seems to be an atheist, I don't believe it. these."
That's right, Huang Jinyang thought to himself, although he doesn't understand why fortune-telling needs a pulse, but if an ordinary person wants to be pulled by someone to tell fortunes, he has to consider whether you want to cheat money, not to mention that Mr. Gao looks like He is worth a lot, and maybe he has already encountered a bigger scam.
They only regarded this incident as an episode, and after all, it was just a relationship with Mr. Gao.
When Xie Lingya reached the intersection, he waved goodbye to them. Shi Changxuan went to class and Xie Lingya went to take the subway.
There are many various storefronts next to the school. When Xie Lingya passed a boutique, he paused and turned in to have a look. He found that this store sold doll clothes.
The clothes are big and small, and they are quite delicate. Xie Lingya took a look at the thought of cutting a "clothing" with a handkerchief.
When I saw it, I was shocked. The more complicated clothes were as expensive as people's clothes, and a set of them was about 100 yuan cheaper.
Xie Lingya turned over a set of relatively simple men's clothes in camel. Although he didn't know whether Shang Lushen had gender, he felt that men's clothes were cheaper, "Boss, is there a smaller one?"
The young female boss glanced at Xie Lingya, "How much is your baby?"
What score? Xie Lingya stretched out a slap to compare, "It's so big."
boss:"… "
The boss went to dig out a box and said, "This should be wearable. I made it by hand."
"Boss, you are really ingenious, can I get a discount if I buy two more?" Xie Lingya also started chatting.
…
On the other side, Shi Changxuan started class, only to hear that Shang Lu Shen suddenly laughed: "Hee hee—"
Shi Changxuan: "??"
Shi Changxuan glanced at it and took it off. This might be really silly.
Besides, Mr. Gao, he signed a donation contract with Principal Mi and others, and everyone went to dinner together, and it was inevitable to drink during the banquet.
Mr. Gao waved his hands again and again, "I don't drink too much. Madam will blame me when I go home at night."
"Mr. Gao and his wife are really affectionate and enviable." Principal Mi said, holding up the wine, "One last drink. They were all toasting you just now. I will definitely give you another toast."
"Okay, okay." President Gao reluctantly had a drink with Principal Mi.
It was already night after the dinner, Mr. Gao sat in the back seat, called his wife first, told her that he was back, asked the driver to hurry up as much as possible, and then opened the window for ventilation.
After drinking several glasses, Mr. Gao was also a little dizzy, leaning on the back seat and closing his eyes to rest.
He loosened his tie, and suddenly felt that there was a certain point in his waist that was warm, because the alcohol-sluggish brain turned, and he couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a real thing, because he didn't have anything on him that could heat up, and his mobile phone was full of heat. on the seat at hand.
It was also because of this warmth that Mr. Gao opened his eyes, and before he could feel the thing on his waist, he caught a glimpse of a person standing in front of the moving vehicle, and the driver didn't seem to see it. Slow down and continue to drive forward.
"Little Li!" Mr. Gao shouted anxiously, "Someone!"
"Who?" The driver wondered, but his movements remained the same. Mr. Gao was in a hurry. Seeing that it was too late to get closer, he half stood up and held the driver's hand.
The vehicle changed an angle slightly, but Mr. Gao saw in a hurry that the front of the vehicle still hit the man. At that moment, the vehicle was like hitting a stone pillar. With a bang, the rear of the car swayed to the side and broke through the guardrail directly. In the end, it almost stopped on the muddy ground, and next to the muddy ground, there was the river.
The airbag popped up, and neither the driver nor Mr. Gao was in serious trouble, Mr. Gao just slapped his head. But more than the physical impact, the impact of the car accident on them is greater psychological.
Mr. Gao woke up with a fright. He quickly opened the door to get out of the car, and looked around on the road.
No, there was nothing on the ground, no blood, no body, and the person who was hit just now seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant.
At this time, the driver also came down tremblingly, and his hands were still shaking violently. He said to Mr. Gao with a white face: "I just, why did I seem to have hit something..."
Mr. Gao turned his face and asked, "You didn't see anything just now?"
The driver's face became even more ugly when he thought that he said someone, "Look, what did you see?"
In the darkness of the night, the two of them were speechless for a while. President Gao's expression changed several times, and finally he said, "Call someone."
The driver also quickly turned around and took out his mobile phone.
Mr. Gao stood in the distance and thought for a while, then slowly took out his wallet. Because of his sitting position just now, the wallet in his pocket was at his waist. Open the square and thin wallet, in addition to the card and a few pieces of money, there is only an amulet wrapped in glue.
The yellow street lamp shone in the wallet, and the bright red cinnabar traces on the amulet seemed to have faded and faded.
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…
Xie Lingya put the small clothes on Shang Lushen, which he bought yesterday, because Shang Lushen and other people's dolls are different in standard size, so there is still some inappropriateness.
Xie Lingya just used his clumsy skills to mend two stitches on the clothes, narrowing the wide area, and then put it on Shang Lu Shen.
Shi Changxuan looked at the Shang Lushen coldly from the side. Although his face could not show any expression, and he was not close to his ear now, he seemed to be able to imagine what Shang Lushen might be muttering now.
"Okay." Xie Lingya helped Shi Changxuan pin Shang Lushen to his collar.
Zhang Daoting came in at this time, and after looking at him, he couldn't help but say, "...Hey, everyone else is helping to tie a tie, so please don't help me."
The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to see it.
"Wear a tie? You should be taking care of the turban, right?" Xie Lingya said.
"Boss, someone is looking for it outside." Zhang Daoting said in a low voice, "I paid attention, I came in a luxury car."
"Pay attention, you must have the demeanor of an expert." Xie Lingya looked at him strangely, "Is it okay for you to concentrate on your cultivation? I will take care of this aspect."
Zhang Daoting: "..."
"Don't get into the habit of doing this in front of outsiders." Xie Lingya warned twice before going out with him.
It was naturally Mr. Gao who came to Xie Lingya. His forehead was blue and purple, but he was very calm and could not see what he had experienced. He shook hands with Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan.
"I made a special trip to thank you sir." Mr. Gao smiled.
He is not stupid. He went back and checked. Not only did he know about the Baoyang Temple that was widely circulated in the circle of friends, but others didn't know, such as Xie Lingya helping Uncle He Zun, and he inherited this Taoist temple and started his own business, etc. , all clear.
Such a Taoist temple does not seem to be seeking investment at all.
"You're welcome, what's wrong with Mr. Gao?" Xie Lingya asked.
Mr. Gao thought about it before telling the strange incident last night, and sighed: "I have many friends who believe in Feng Shui metaphysics, and there were many people who wanted to 'discuss' this matter with me, but I don't really feel it. Interested. This time, thanks to Mr. Xie."
He took out the ancestral amulet.
Xie Lingya knew that he was using it at a glance, and he twisted it, but his brows wrinkled instead.
He thought the death omen of the paper money hanging in the ear was a disaster, but Mr. Gao said that he saw a figure, which was clearly hitting a femininity. But Gao is always a person with deep blessings, how could he have something to do with that kind of thing, or is it just an accident
Shi Changxuan was also observing Mr. Gao, and he also noticed something strange. Maybe the two of them didn't fully understand, but they both had a vague feeling.
The smile on Mr. Gao's face also gradually stiffened. He came to thank him. Logically, everyone was happy, but the inappropriate expressions of the two made him uneasy.
Shi Changxuan looked at Xie Lingya with inquiring eyes, maybe they needed to use other means to determine the nature of this matter.
Xie Lingya also thought, why not let Shi Changxuan teach a lesson and do some divination.
At this time, Shang Lushen's thin voice sounded in Shi Changxuan's ear: "The hemp rope is tied around the neck, and the guest is coming."
Before the master started the divination lesson, Shang Lu Shen had already made a prediction.
Shi Changxuan's eyes suddenly changed.
Xie Lingya noticed his change, "?"
Shi Changxuan's lips moved, and he read out those eight words, "...the hemp rope around the neck, the guest is coming."
Xie Lingya's pupils suddenly narrowed.
A death omen, a death omen!
Hanging guests is a person who hangs mourning. If a hanging guest comes to the door, isn't it a sign of dying
As for the hemp rope around the neck, Huang Jinyang wasn't there, and they didn't open their eyes either, but it could be guessed that there were traces on Mr. Gao's neck, or even Yin Qi entangled.
Xie Lingya looked at Mr. Gao in surprise. Yesterday was the paper money hanging from his ear. He thought it had been resolved, but today there is a sign of death when he came to the door. It shouldn't be. It can't be so good.
After hearing Shi Changxuan's words, Mr. Gao could guess what it meant, and said with an ugly face, "What else have I encountered?"
"Mr. Gao," Xie Lingya became serious, "I'm afraid this is not an accident."
He told Mr. Gao that the reason why they approached yesterday was because a friend saw that Mr. Gao might encounter a death catastrophe, but that catastrophe had been resolved, and a new catastrophe was actually born again, which was also a catastrophe. Especially unreasonable, especially wrong, so like... man-made.
Mr. Gao only felt that his vest was cold, and he couldn't help touching his neck. Although there was nothing here, he was still very uncomfortable.
However, it is not that simple for Mr. Gao to get to where he is today. He calmly said: "Mr. Xie, since you can help me once yesterday, I believe in your ability to help me find the initiator. Although I am not interested in investing. Taoist temple, but I am very interested in traditional Taoist culture and art, and am willing to cultivate a golden body."
A golden body, a golden body!
Xie Lingya was excited. The little money he had saved was not enough to gild the patriarch. It was better for the local tyrants. The local tyrants had to repair the golden body as soon as they made a move. But yes, this is a matter of life.
If Xie Lingya was hesitant at first, then after hearing the reward, he had to fight to avoid being harassed by his grandfather at night!
Xie Lingya suppressed his excitement and said, "Thank you, Mr. Gao, for trusting us so much. To be honest, many people feel unreliable when they look at our age."
Mr. Gao said indifferently: "I said it, you helped me once yesterday, I believe in you."
Xie Lingya's mood gradually calmed down, "Then let's talk about it and see what's possible." Amulet is easy to draw, but Mr. Gao wants to find the initiator, which is different.
Mr. Gao is usually kind to people, but in the shopping mall, there must be competitors, but he can't think of it for a while if he hates him so much that he wants to die.
"As long as this person does something, there will definitely be traces." Xie Lingya thought of the ghost that Mr. Gao said he saw last night, made up his mind, and said, "Something will definitely happen tonight, Mr. Gao, what are you doing today? Go to the hotel tonight, and we'll go too."
He also pulled Shi Changxuan up in one sentence, but Shi Changxuan didn't seem to have any opinion, and he was probably a little curious about this matter.
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Mr. Gao's interpersonal relationship is too complicated, and the rationale is unclear. Xie Lingya decided to keep the same and respond to changes. If the other party makes a move, he and Shi Changxuan can follow the clues.
Xie Lingya and Zhang Daoting greeted each other and brought the guy and Shi Changxuan to the hotel where Mr. Gao stayed.
Mr. Gao opened a large suite. Compared with the last time we met, he had four more bodyguards around him. He also asked Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan to also dress up as bodyguards, "That person must be watching my movements, I met you yesterday. It was an accident, he didn't know, maybe he thought I was lucky enough to escape, and he continued to harm me."
President Gao didn't want to expose Xie Lingya and the two of them, so he was shocked. It was so uncomfortable to be coveted in secret, and he was eager to know who this person was.
After Mr. Gao arrived at the hotel, he called his wife and said that he would not be going back on a business trip at night. After hanging up the phone, Mr. Gao smiled at them, "I don't want to worry my wife."
Mr. Gao is the one who wants to repair the golden body for the grandfather. Xie Lingya did not hesitate to exaggerate Mr. Gao, a good man who treats his wife so well, and a man should not let his wife take risks.
For some reason, Shang Lushen's faint sigh came from inside the jacket: "Alas..."
Shi Changxuan: "..."
-Because the black suit was not in line with the style of painting, Shang Lushen was also stuffed into the clothes. Although it was a little puffed up, it was better than hanging it outside. Everyone else hung up the walkie-talkie, wouldn't it be funny if he hung up a doll.
At night, Mr. Gao stayed in the room with Xie Lingya and his bodyguards. He was reading documents and watching TV for a while. It could be seen that although his face was calm, his heart was inevitably uneasy. Although Xie Lingya stuffed three Lingzu amulets on him.
Xie Lingya was in a good mood at first, but Mr. Gao's emotion infected him invisibly. He couldn't help pacing with the Three Treasures Sword in his hand. He felt that this seemed too novice, so he sat there calmly without looking at Shi Changxuan. what.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, still nothing happened.
Mr. Gao's bodyguard also seemed to be speechless, and said to him particularly stubbornly: "Mr. Gao, you might as well go to bed earlier. It's alright, what's there to be afraid of? If you want to make some noise, then It's time to go, let's run behind you, if you want to come by yourself, I'll cut whatever you come."
Mr. Gao squeezed out a dry smile, "It's not just cutting... Sigh, Mr. Xie, what do you think?"
"Ah..." Xie Lingya said embarrassedly, "Actually, I plan to cut whatever I want."
General Manager Gao: "..."
The bodyguard Yile: "Do you think so?"
"Mr. Xie is for me to relax." Mr. Gao breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'll go to bed first."
I'm not, I mean it. Xie Lingya thought in his heart. But seeing that Mr. Gao got into the bed and fell asleep, he didn't say anything.
Xie Lingya sat on the sofa, also a little sleepy, washed his face and tried to open his eyes, then walked out of the toilet.
"Ouch." A bodyguard suddenly touched his face and rubbed his fingers twice.
Xie Lingya looked at it, "Did the water slap your face? I'm sorry."
The bodyguard shook his head in confusion and looked up, "It seems to be above, why is there a leak in a five-star hotel?"
water leakage? Xie Lingya also looked up.
But he asked Shi Changxuan to open his dark eyes, so he didn't draw spirit officials' eyes in order to prevent him from stunning snakes.
When I looked at it, I saw a woman hanging on the high ceiling of the big suite. Her neck was soft and slumped, as if her neck bone had been broken. Her head was almost on her chest, her tongue was sticking out, and her sullen drool was dripping. tick...
It was dripping on the forehead of the blank-faced bodyguard.
"..." Xie Lingya suddenly felt nauseated, your uncle, this is less civilized than spitting everywhere, she is still a ghost, how can you not pay attention at all!